Phew....wat a month!

It has been quite a "sporty" month, isn't it? The India- West Indies test series, the Wimbledon and finally the biggest sports show of Planet E, the soccer world cup......all of them in one single month. Although no one is complaining yet for that poor thing called heart and its health, it was a pretty testing time. Whenever the fortune of the favourite team or player see sawed from good to bad and then to worse, it was a pure tortuous time for the heart.

But one thing that cannot be denied is the pure joy which the entire mankind, with access to the games, have had for one month. That Rahul Dravid is not just 'the wall’ but very easily could be called 'the rock of Gibraltor' or that the king of grass can be fooled on clay but on a grass court it is FEDex from start to the end or that whatever the punters may say or the armchair experts say it is not the star studded team but the fighters who finally claimed the World Cup.

Some performances were spellbinding(the way Argentina played) whereas there were some which was expected(Roger Federer winning) yet there were shocks, Brazil not even making it to the finals, Nadal defeating the ever popular Agassi, Brian Lara snatching the ball from the hand of the umpire and ICC not punishing him!!!

I could not watch all the matches in either of the three spectacles but experienced three different emotions one was of triumph with India winning the test, one of pleasure of watching a well fought contest in Wimbledon final both men and women and finally a pain that words cannot explain when Ballack wept I could not control mine. After 4 years of wait he could not again play in the final. So we wait for another 4 years.